End of the Magic Era

“…” The whole Aurora Mountains seemed to calm down...

Dean is a little silly...

This sword saint stared at Lin Yun, even the frost wolf behind him seems to have forgotten. It took more than ten seconds to slowly react. What did the young magician just say...

Then, Dean started turning from white to red, then from red to purple, then from purple to green...

However, Dean was able to join the ranks of Sword Saints at this age, cultivation and mindset, naturally not comparable to the average person. In this near outbreak of anger, the Sword Saint actually took a deep breath, hard to press back the outbreak of anger.

Because Dean thinks he's lost his identity when he sees a sword saint in his own hall, like a junior magician.

Besides, in such a battle, a junior Demon Master Ken refused to help. In fact, there was no point. He ran the risk of being chased by the Wolf King this time, and forced an outburst of fighting to rush here. It was not this level of Demon Master who wanted to pull together.

What I really want to pull together is the Orc...

Previously, though I had been fighting Wolf King, I had been watching closely for two people who had suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

How can you not see from the perspective of your sword and holy level, the reason why the two of you can still stand here safely and steadily, at least more than 90% of the credit has to go to the Orc.

The fighting power is horrible...

At present, it seems that this beast's rank, at most, is the level of the Five Great Swordsmen, but the outbreak of fighting power is directly forcing the Sword Holy Level. Especially in this large-scale battle, the natural power of the beast is indefinitely amplified. When he holds that horrible weapon in his hands, the God of Destruction can still be done on his own sword and sacrament...

This is exactly what every leader of a mercenary regiment aspires to have, fearlessly, the more courageous the Vietnam War, if such a subordinate exists in a large-scale battle, it can really be said that the battle has won by half before it has even begun.

The only reason Dean really wanted to pull it together was because he was forced into a fight.

Originally, Dean wanted to take a mild approach...

Because Dean could see that this beast could be said to be obedient to the young magician beside him, obviously the relationship was unusual, so Dean thought of pulling them into the battle first, and then slowly persuading them both to join the Templar Knight Mercenary Regiment after everyone had fought side by side.

As for joining Templar Knight Mercenary Regiment...

The Orc must be prioritized. Dean has even thought about it. When he goes back, convince the Commander to give the Orc a deputy commander position and tie him to the Templar Knight Mercenary Regiment. Of course, the young magician is not easily abandoned. After all, consider his relationship with the Orc Man, or bring him an elite team?

Originally, Dean had it all arranged...

But it didn't occur to me that things were going completely wrong after coming here...

The young magician also did not know what medication was wrong and refused his request to join the battle as soon as he opened his mouth. Don't he know how rare it is for a mercenary regiment like the Templar Knight to ask to join the battle?

Didn't he know that once he joined the battle, it meant gaining friendship with the Templar Knight Mercenary Regiment?

This really isn't Dean bragging about himself...

How can this young magician not look...

If it doesn't look like it, then forget it. The key is that it doesn't make a bad speech, which makes Dean a little angry...

What do you mean, "Take your bird away from here”...

Never mind, Dean took another deep breath and pressed the fire that had already started. What did he do with a younger generation?

“Orc friend, your previous wonderful battle has earned my respect, I would like to introduce myself, my name is Dean, the first deputy leader of the Templar Knight Mercenary Regiment...” Speaking of which, Dean took a moment to continue: “Now, on behalf of the Templar Knight Mercenary Regiment, I would like to invite you to join me, I wonder what you think? ”

Since Dean first came here, the Dragon Blood Orc has been happy. This guy's bird has messed up Lord Merlyn's plan. I don't know what the bad luck is yet...

As a result, while waiting to see the show, he suddenly heard that this seemingly unlucky guy was about to ask himself to join some Templar Knight mercenary regiment.

The Dragon Blood Orc's brain is a little out of use...

“Ah?”

“Beast friend, you can rest assured that your identity as a Blackbeast may be a huge problem for others, but for the Templar Knight Mercenary Regiment, nothing at all...” It's all off. Dean thought the other party was afraid of revealing his identity, so he smiled bambooshly: “Look at Auckland, no one dares to offend the Templar Knight Mercenary Regiment because of a Blackbeast. ”

“…” At this time, the Dragon Blood Orc finally understood...

In the blink of an eye, the dragon-blooded beast's face showed a horrible expression, looking at Dean's eyes as if he were looking at a monster...

Are you crazy...

Is this man insane?

Didn't he know that just now a ring-shaped electric light was already dead, disrupting Lord Merlyn's plan, turning around and not knowing how to get revenge, he dared to dig Lord Merlyn's wall corner!

There's nothing more brazen than that!

Invite yourself to join a Templar Knight Mercenary Regiment in the presence of Lord Merlin!

Everyone on recess is a little bad. One eye is horrified and sympathetic to look at Dean. I really don't know what to say for a while...

At this time, the shift really wants to tell this sword saint, shut your mouth, do not dig the corner of the wall by then, but instead lure Theodus out...

Unfortunately, Dean has no idea what's on his mind...

The Sword Saint looked at the recess with horror and thought it was frightened by the vast force of Templar Knight Mercenaries.

Just be scared...

“Orc friend, I'm sure you've heard of Templar Knight Mercenary Corps, under the Commander, there are seven deputy commanders, and now I can assure you that you can be the eighth deputy commander as soon as you want to join! ”

After Dean said this sentence, he stopped saying anything, because he felt that he needed to give this beast some time to digest. After all, for an beast who had never seen the world, the vice president of the Templar Knight Mercenary Corps was probably a little too shocked...

Indeed...

After one sentence, Dean was satisfied to see that the dark red face of the Orc revealed an incredible divine color...

Dean wasn't surprised...

Don't talk about an Orc who hasn't seen much of the world, even the old strong ones in Auckland, suddenly hearing himself chosen as the eighth deputy leader of the Templar Knight Mercenary Corps, won't do much better than the Orcs.

As Auckland's second-largest mercenary regiment, the deputy commander of the Templar Knight Mercenary Regiment, even if he is only the eighth deputy commander, has meant stepping to the top of Auckland, which is a step-by-step opportunity for anyone.

By this time, Dean had completely relieved himself...

Dean is still very confident about the Orc joining, everything was expected...

“Shit, this guy is already crazy...” Dean didn't know, but when he was completely relieved, the Dragon Blood Orc shouted in his heart: “Absolutely crazy, digging the foot of the wall is so unscrupulous, do you think Lord Merlin is dead? ”

No, no, I can't go on like this, I have to be dragged down by him...

Lord Merlin will be unhappy then, Theodus won't be polite with me...

When I think of the treasure trove, when I tried to resist Lord Merlyn, Theodus left me with a horrible memory, the Dragon Blood Orc couldn't help but tremble...

No, I can't let him go on...

The Dragon Blood Orc almost immediately made a decision. Quickly shut this guy up. Never let Lord Merlin feel he has a defection heart...

However, before the Dragon Blood Orc could speak, Dean looked at Lin Yun and persuaded him in a thought-provoking tone: “To be honest, with your strength as an Orc friend, you can choose a better partner. If you really need a Mage Partner, you can see that we Templar Knight Mercenary Corps, just here there are three Mage Supervisors, they are all Level 5 + Mage Supervisors. If you say anything, I can make them do their best to assist you. You don't need to bring a junior Mage Supervisor at all. He really doesn't deserve your strength...”

“Holy shit!” The Dragon Blood Orc almost went mad on the spot. He looked at Dean in horror, and he took a few steps back. It was like this sword saint was carrying a deadly plague that could be contagious...

“What's the matter?” Dean kept talking, but didn't get the enthusiastic response imagined. Instead, he saw the Dragon Blood Orc “lag” a few steps back. At this time, Kensei finally realized something was wrong...

“My lord, I swear, I don't know him!” The dragon-blooded beast didn't even look at him.

“Okay, I know...” Lin Yun shook his head, indicating that the Dragon Blood Orc had nothing to worry about, then smiled and reminded the sword saint in front of him: "Dean, the Wolf King is not far from you...”

“Hmm?” After being so reminded by Lin Yun, Dean suddenly realized that he was already on this beast and had delayed enough time. Not only was the wolf pack approaching, but even that terrible wolf king was less than 100 meters away from himself...

Shit...

For a level 30 + presence like Wolf King, a distance of less than 100 meters is almost like face-to-face. With just one punch, you can put yourself under its claw attack range...

This time, even Dean dared not be lazy, holding on to the true spirit level of the long sword in his hand, a fight erupted, and the long rested Thunderbird incarnation flew out again.

And then the electric light and the ice cream got tangled up again.

The Thunderbird attack temporarily delayed the Wolf King's sprint, but there was not much time left for Dean, and the sword saint's face finally appeared anxious, even the speed of speech was much faster than usual.

Dean is still working on his last...

“Orc friend, please believe my sincerity, our Templar Knight Mercenary Regiment...”